Seeing into the future. They call us mentally ill, but in the past we were called the seers. The visionaries. The ones who could see the future.
We are your scouts, your birds returning with branches to the ark, your canaries in the mine.
I have the second sight but it is painful.
We are different and strange but you need us. Don't exile us for being difficult to understand. Many times we don't even understand ourselves.
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Saturday, February 24, 2007
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